Club de Fleurs: Jenna (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Rose Nickol

  “What’s your safe word?” he asked.

  “Red for stop and yellow to slow down, Sir.” Her voice was trembling and she was having trouble thinking.

  “You’ll use your safe words if you need them.” It wasn’t a question, but a statement.

  “Yes Sir. Safe word if I need to.” She was so hot, she couldn’t imagine stopping anything.

  “First, I’m going to restrain you. Have you ever been restrained, baby?” he asked as he positioned her the way he wanted her on the bed.

  “No, Sir,” she answered breathily.

  “Okay, if you start to cramp or ache, say yellow. Other than that, unless I ask you a direct question, you are not to speak. If you do, you will be punished. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, Sir, no talking unless I need to safe word or answer a direct question.”

  “Very good baby, now unless you want me to gag you…Shhh.” And he put his finger over her lips.

  He then proceeded to fasten her arms and legs to the bedposts so that her legs were spread wide open and her arms were fastened above her head. The he started to do everything he had threatened in her bedroom, first sucking and biting her nipples until they were so swollen and tender, then applying the clamps.

  “Aaahhhh,” she screamed when he tightened the clamps. An orgasm washed over her, sending her into the stratosphere.

  “Ssshhhh.” He grinned and tightened the clamps a little more. “Remember, quiet or you will be punished.” He was enjoying every minute.

  Oh my God, Jenna thought, I’ll never make it. The feeling was incredible and he was just getting started. I’ll never be able to keep quiet, she thought. What would he do to her?

  Kyle grinned and thought to himself, this is going to be so much fun, Jenna will never be able to be quiet. I have so much in store for her.

  He took the butt plug and lube and slowly pushed it into her ass, knowing it was larger than was comfortable, but not as large as his cock.

  “How are you doing, baby? Can you give me a color?” He wanted to push Jenna, but not push her too far.

  “Green, Sir,” she panted. Oh my God, she was never going to survive this, she thought. The feelings were incredible and she had already had an orgasm when he clamped her nipples. She was on the verge of one with the butt plug and he hadn’t even started to fuck her yet.

  “No more coming without permission. That one was a freebie, but you are going to have to work for any more.” He laughed.

  Kyle knew Jenna was close and slowly fucked the plug in and out of her ass, wanting to send her right to the edge. He wanted her good and wet when he fucked her. The plug would make her so tight and he wanted to make sure she was ready for him.

  Jenna squirmed and writhed as much as the restraints would let her, trying to hold back. Oh my God, she thought, I won’t be able to move when he’s finished.

  Kyle knew Jenna was close and positioned himself at her entrance. Taking a deep breath, he slowly pushed himself into her. She was so tight and so wet. Leaning down, he took her mouth with his, wanting to possess as much of her as possible. Slowly moving in and out of her was torture, but he wanted to prolong this as much as possible for both of them. Moving his tongue in and out of her mouth with the same rhythm he was fucking her cunt, he kept them both right on the edge.

  Oh my God, thought Jenna, the feelings were incredible and she was so close to coming. How could she hold off? Jenna didn’t think she was going to make it. His cock felt huge inside her. She had never had an experience like this in her life. She could feel every ridge and vein on his cock as he moved in and out of her. The plug in her ass was huge and she felt stuffed and tight.

  When he thought they both couldn’t last any longer, he increased his rhythm and whispered into her mouth, “Come with me now, baby!”

  Jenna’s orgasm was so hard she blacked out for a few seconds. When she came to to, Kyle was leaning over her with a big grin on his face. “And we aren’t anywhere near done. Are you okay to go on?” He was not planning on stopping unless she said “red.”

  “Oh my God, you have more?” she panted, not sure she could take more, but she definitely wasn’t ready to safe word.

  “Lots more, baby, we haven’t even started yet.” He grinned.

  Going to the bathroom, he got a warm cloth. He removed the butt plug, and cleaned her up. Taking the large dildo he wanted next, he slowly pushed it into her sopping cunt.

  “Ahhh,” she screamed. “Already?”

  “Yes, here we go again, hold on baby, it’s going to be a rough ride.” He was almost giggling. Undoing her hands and feet, he flipped her over and reapplied the restraints. Placing a couple pillows under her stomach, he had her ass just where he wanted it. She was stretched from the butt plug, but he still wanted to be careful with her, knowing she had never played back there before.

  Grabbing the lube, he added more and more to her back hole, stretching her more with three fingers to make sure she was ready for his cock.

  When he had her stretched as much as he thought possible, he told her, “Take a deep breath, baby and when I say, hold it until I tell you to release it.”

  Doing as he asked, she took a deep breath and held it. Slowly she felt him pushing at her back hole. It burned, but after the plug, it wasn’t bad, and there was enough lube that he just slid in.

  “Breathe, just breathe,” he told her, breathing slowly in and out himself to help her establish the rhythm. When he felt her relax, slowly, he pushed further and further until his balls slapped up against her ass. He gave her a minute to get used to the feeling, then he pulled out so just his head was inside her and slammed back in. Establishing a punishing rhythm, he slammed in and out of her roughly and quickly. This time was going to be fast and hard. She was so tight with the dildo in and he was going to come again. With one hand, he reached around and twisted a nipple clamp. He leaned down and bit her ear. “Come with me, now!”

  She did, she didn’t black out this time, but close. How much more would he do to her? She hadn’t seen him in this mood before and it surprised her. Jenna had a feeling she was in for a long night.

  What seemed like several hours later, Kyle was ready for a break and Jenna was exhausted. She had lost track of how many times she had come and definitely was a puddle of goo in the bed. She couldn’t move or think and was doing good to breathe. Never before had she experienced anything like what Kyle had done to her. He was laying there next to her, grinning like the cat that had gotten the mouse. Her being the mouse. And he had gotten her.

  Drifting off to sleep with Kyle’s head resting on her chest, she was still restrained. She woke to Kyle looming over her. “Ready for round two, baby?”

  Oh god, how could she stand anymore? How long could he keep going? The man had the stamina of a horse. Must be going without for a week. Kyle had promised to fuck until she couldn’t take anymore and proceeded to do just that.

  Waking late the next day to Kyle sitting on the edge of the bed with a cup of coffee, she asked, “What time is it? Is it still Saturday?” She felt like she had slept for days.

  “It’s a little after noon, sleepyhead. How are you feeling?” he grinned.

  “I’m not sure. Good, tired, well fucked, but we’ll see if I can move. I think you broke me.” She grinned back at him.

  “If you can’t move I’ll just have to carry you everywhere. Not a hardship. Shall we start with me carrying you to the shower, or would you rather use the Jacuzzi?”

  “A long soak sounds wonderful. Will you join me? If you’re up to it, Master,” she said saucily with a grin on her face.

  “Oh I’m up to it,” he answered back and proceeded to show her just how up to it he was.

  Chapter Eleven

  The days settled into a routine of sorts for Jenna and Kyle, with them spending weeknights at her apartment and weekends at the club. They enjoyed quiet evenings at home and wild weekends at the club. Jenna never knew what Kyle was going to come up with next and he never fail
ed to surprise her.

  She got to know Rachel and Connie much better and was planning a shopping day with the girls soon. Connie was coming into town with Dean for another demonstration in a week and they would all be able to get together then. Sadie was, of course, going with them. They were all becoming great friends.

  Since Kyle was spending so much time at Jenna’s apartment, he insisted on paying his way, and Jenna now had a little money for fun things like shopping and spa days, even though Kyle insisted on paying for most of those, too.

  “If you’re gonna buy clothes to please me and go to the spa for my pleasure, the least I can do is pay for it,” he reasoned. He insisted she visit the spa once a week and be waxed and all the essentials.

  With no sign of the eight men, Jenna relaxed and though she hadn’t forgotten that evening, it was no longer at the front of her mind. Kyle, however, did not believe the threat was over and made sure she was never out of sight, and under surveillance at all times.

  Often during the week, they went out, mostly to dinner and occasionally a movie. Tonight they had decided to go see the latest action movie with one of their favorite actors.

  The theater was not crowded, just a few people up front. Kyle led Jenna to the very back row, far away from everyone else in the place.

  About halfway through the movie, he took the popcorn and drink and moved them to an empty seat beside him. Lifting the armrest between the seats, he pulled her close and whispered in her ear, “Spread them.”

  “Huh,” she gasped.

  “You heard me, spread them.”

  “But all the people, and you know I’m not wearing…” As usual, Jenna was wearing a skirt and no underwear. Kyle insisted on their dates that there be nothing between him and “his” pussy.

  “I know exactly what you’re wearing and not wearing, and spread them, or this will become a punishment instead of fun. I want to play with my pussy and unless you make a lot of noise, no one will know. Now I suggest you open those legs and be quiet.”

  Jenna gasped, but did as he commanded, knowing if she didn’t he would not hesitate to punish her right there in the movie theater.

  “Lift up, I need to move this skirt out of the way, and scoot your butt to the edge of the seat. I want to be able to reach everything.” Kyle pulled a vibrator out of his pocket and turned it on. Jenna was sure everyone could hear the buzzing, but no one looked around, so she relaxed a little.

  Using the wetness of her juices, Kyle ran the vibrator up and down her folds, getting it good and slick. Slowly he pushed it in her back hole and turned up the speed. “Remember, quiet, no sounds.”

  Jenna was biting her lip to keep from gasping out. Again reaching into his pocket, Kyle produced another even larger vibrator and turned it on. Rubbing it up and down her folds, round and round her clit, he teased her with it.

  When Jenna felt she was so close she couldn’t stop it, Kyle slowly pushed the vibrator into her pussy and increased the speed on both vibrators. With her ass and pussy humming away, Jenna was about to go crazy to come, and Kyle was going to push her there.

  Leaning over, he took her mouth with his and claimed her. Thrusting his tongue into her mouth, he kissed her until she was breathless. “Don’t come,” he said against her lips. “If you come, I’ll stuff a bullet vibrator up your ass and make you wear it all night and you won’t be allowed to come again tonight.”

  Oh my God, Jenna thought. I’ll never make it, I’m so ready and he hasn’t even started yet. Knowing he would make good on his promise, Jenna bit her bottom lip and tried to think of anything to keep from coming.

  Knowing how close she was, Kyle ramped up his attack. Taking two fingers and wetting them in his mouth, he lightly brushed her clit. Jenna bucked and almost fell out of the seat. “Oh my God, no fair,” she whispered furiously. So he did it again, and again. Jenna was biting her lip so hard she was almost drawing blood, and making grocery and cleaning lists just wasn’t cutting it.

  Kyle was having fun torturing Jenna, but knew her limits and that she was very, very close. Applying more pressure to her clit, he whispered against her lips and said, “Come now, baby” as he took her scream with his mouth.

  Jenna bucked and thrashed. If Kyle had not been holding her, she would have landed on the floor. Kyle leaned back in his seat and pulled Jenna into his lap, removing both vibrators. He sat holding her while she came down. When Jenna looked up, the movie was over and people were leaving the theater. Thankfully, he had arranged her skirt over her legs and they looked like a couple cuddling.

  Standing her up and wrapping an arm around her waist, Kyle walked Jenna out of the theater and to his truck. Driving home, he thought about their life and all that had happened in the past few weeks. “Jenna, I want us to move in together. Will you wear my collar permanently and live with me?” he asked her. Not exactly how he had planned on asking her, but the timing seemed right. When he proposed marriage, he would do a better job.

  “Yes, but where do you want to live? My apartment is awful small for both of us, and I’ve never seen your place.” Jenna thought this was strange. The only place Kyle had ever taken her was the room at the club.

  “Actually, you have. The room at the club is my home. I have no other place.”

  “But it doesn’t even have a kitchen.”

  “And I’m a bachelor who doesn’t mind takeout all the time. All the guys, Craig, Dave, Evan and myself have a permanent room at the club. Makes it easier to be on hand. But I would like us to look for a house. Someplace with a yard to raise children, eventually. Would you like that?”

  “Yes, that would be wonderful.” Children and a house with Kyle. Jenna’s life was definitely looking up. She was going to owe Sadie big time.

  Good, we’ll start looking right away and I’ll arrange for the collaring ceremony at the club. We’ll have a private ceremony, just a few friends. Does this sound okay to you?”

  “Yes, Master, whatever you want.” The only people she wanted there were her girls. Other than that, she didn’t care. Her family wouldn’t understand the lifestyle.

  Chapter Twelve

  Jenna and Kyle started looking for houses and planning the ceremony. Connie came into town and the girls had a shopping-and-planning day. Connie assured her that she and Dean would be there for the ceremony, and things started to fall into place.

  House hunting was not as much fun as Jenna thought it would be, as Kyle had very set ideas about what he wanted and would not give in. Finding a place to his exacting standards was going to take some work and they were considering buying land and having a custom-made home.

  Jenna’s life was full and she was very happy. She still drove her old car, even though Kyle had wanted to buy her a new one. Why fix it if it’s not broke? she asked him.

  One Friday, coming home from the office, the car started to sputter and die on Jenna. She pulled over and realized she had forgotten her phone at home that morning in her hurry to get out the door. Kyle had been home Thursday night and had kept her up most of the night, and she woke late and in a hurry.

  Sitting on the side of the rode pondering what to do, a somehow familiar van pulled in behind her. It looked vaguely like the one that had stopped when she had a flat tire, but that couldn’t be right. Why would the same van stop again?

  Kyle and Evan still had surveillance on Jenna, but they had relaxed somewhat and the man who was on her today had missed her leaving early from work. By the time he had caught up with her, she was already in the van speeding away.

  Tim radioed in, letting Evan know what was going on, and followed the van to a warehouse in the stockyard complex.

  He watched as four men wrestled Jenna out of the van, one of them backhanding her when she struggled. He saw her slump and assumed they had knocked her out. The men then dragged her into the warehouse and Tim sat, waiting for backup. Kyle was going to kill him and Tim couldn’t blame him. What a fuck up, again. The team had made so many mistakes on this one. Evan was going to
throw a fit and it wasn’t going to be pretty. Totally FUBAR, just like Tim knew he was going to be after Evan and Kyle got done with him. Especially Kyle. How could he have let this happen?

  Feeling pretty useless sitting there, Tim decided to do a little reconnaissance and check out the place. Looking for windows and other entrances or exits, he at least felt productive. As he walked around the building, he heard Jenna scream, and knew he needed to get in sooner rather than later.

  He found an open window in the back and pulled himself up where he could see. There appeared to be only four men in the room and they had Jenna chained in the middle of the floor. Her arms were pulled over her head and her feet were off the floor several inches, and there was a spreader bar between her knees, keeping her legs wide open, and she was naked.

  The men appeared to be arguing, but Tim couldn’t hear what they were saying. Radioing in to let Evan know what his plans were, he decided to make use of the distraction and crawled through the window.

  Jumping down quietly, he managed to hide behind some crates. The men were still arguing. Apparently, the leader of the group, Big Jim, as they called him, had definite ideas of how this was going to go down and the rest of the group wasn’t necessarily on board.

  “Look, the bitch told me no. No one tells Big Jim no! I say after we beat and rape her, we keep her for our little toy. After what her dickwad boyfriend and his buddies did to us, she deserves to pay. Who’s with me?” Jim then walked over to Jenna and slapped her across the face. “Wake up, bitch, time to play with some real men.”

  When she didn’t respond he grabbed one of her breasts and pinched the nipple hard. Jenna came to with a scream. She thought her nipple was going to be pulled off.

  “Somebody get me a pair of pliers, I’ll make this bitch scream,” Jim hollered.

  One of the men produced the pliers and gave it to Jim. He walked menacingly toward Jenna, snapping them open and shut. “How about we squeeze those pretty little nipples first, would you like that?” Jim threatened, walking around her and snapping the pliers open and shut. “Then when I have those nipples and breasts nice and pinched, we’ll work our way lower and see what I can do to that clit. Does that make you wet? Are you ready to play with Big Jim now, slut?” Then he rammed his hand between her spread legs and squeezed.